My Best Friend Crab
Back in our youth the biggest concerns were:
procuring our juvenile delinquent beer
were our nickle bags laced with paraquat...
where could get some easy ****...
and how we laughed our asses off
when our friend earned his nickname
by "snatching" the crabs from a skank-
But somehow it's more sinister now,,,
children are peppered with
pedophiles
toxic theories
on linecreepers
fentanyl dreamers
non believers-
I miss the days of my stoned and filthy innocents-
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2022
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